` yarn ball , pussycat , on edge. `
He was baiting her , and she nearly went for it with claws bared. Further enclosing the space between them , her footfalls remained hauntingly silent , holding themselves at near perfect stance. Unlike him it seemed , Yugito made a habit to retain an enemies distinguishing features along with their identity , despite a certain unease they had brought along. ——- ❝ You’ve got a lot of nerve coming here. ❞ That grin had long vanished , replaced with an impolite curl to her upper lip - more or less a revolted sneer. Allowing him to live would be gracious.
❝ Give me two reasons why I shouldn’t slice you down now. ❞
``heh. hey, how about one really good reason, huh? somethin` along the lines of--- because you fuckin` can`t?!"
that sneer of his threatened to crack his face in half, and still, not a trace of concern to be found; energy wasted on belittling instead of readying for attack. he was completely at ease underestimating the jinchuuriki, even without his partner at his side this time around.
god-given immortality really can do wonders on a guy`s ego.
